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Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Should I mix the simple syrup and lemon juice ahead of time? Can I mix the simple, lemon, AND gin?
I am pretty sure when bartenders batch up cocktails, they mix everything except the citrus and any carbonated stuff. If juliana stops by, she could confirm or deny.
I know Jilli hasn't read every post on the internet with the word "vampire" in it (that's a full time job), but this caught my eye: Vampire Book Club charity auction to raise money for brain cancer research and I thought it might be of interest to a few people here, if they're not already aware of it.
Happy Birthday Steph!
I know Jilli hasn't read every post on the internet with the word "vampire" in it (that's a full time job)
There are times when it feels like it. But I hadn't seen that charity auction. Neat!
Happy Birthday, Teppy!
I'm feeling a little guilty about calling home. I usually do it Sunday after the ER, now that it's not every two days panic stations anymore. And that's low energy. I called this morning because I hadn't been able to get in touch on Mummy's birthday, and since I hadn't done anything yet, I had spoons.
I feel guilty when I call my dad too much or not enough. We've lost our old schedule and rhythm on the phone. It's mostly a duty thing currently. But the conversations aren't probably giving either of us a lot. We'll evolve that, I hope.
energetic root lock of the pelvic floor
Isn't that basically Kegels?
Happy birthday Steph!
Birthday Happies, Teppy!!
Oh, man, I'm going through stuff of my cousin's, and reading her old blog entries and...man I *hated* Detroit, and there's still some of that family I'm not talking to, but I love her to bits, and reading all this grownup stuff (I haven't lived with her since she graduated high school, but she is probably the person I've known over the most dynamically changing part of her life--I met her when she was 9 months old, and lived with her on and off between ages 6 and 16, pretty much.
And now she's big! Well, short, but big. And old. And at Wimbledon, and has a fiancée and a WTA ranking or two. And I'm reading her plotz about Navratilova, and it's all really overwhelming. Even my father, who prefers to stay out of my mother's family (uh, we crazy), is all excited about her, and the coach at his tennis club as asking how she's doing. Last time she was there, she donated tennis equipment to be given to kids coming up.
I'm so verklempt it's crazy. I have an "I'm related to Megan Moulton Levy" t-shirt (the whole family surprised her wearing them...Aspen New Year's 1999, if memory served) and I want to put it on and run around like a nutcase.
Which isn't to say I don't have a shitload of relatives that make me choke up (for good reasons). It's just a really Megna [sic] sort of a day right now.